Quotes About Fate

Eternally inexorable and unconcerned is Fate, a mere heartless trader in men's joys and woes.

Herman Melville

Oh! Ahab, cried Starbuck, not too late is it, even now, the third day, to desist. See! Moby Dick seeks thee not. It is thou, thou, that madly seekest him!

In this particular Billy was a striking instance that the arch interferer, the envious marplot of Eden, still has more or less to do with every human consignment to this planet of Earth. In every case, one way or another he is sure to slip in his little card, as much as to remind us—I too have a hand here. The

Come what will, one comfort's always left — that unfailing comfort is, it's all predestinated.

Accursed fate! that the unconquerable captain in the soul should have such a craven mate!

In his fiery eyes of scorn and triumph, you then saw Ahab in all his fatal pride.

Life folded Death; Death trellised Life; the grim god wived with youthful Life, and begat him curly-headed glories.

if he is going to live for ever, what good will it do to pitch him overboard—tell me that?" "Give him a good ducking, anyhow.

I think I see his impious end; but feel that I must help him to it. Will I, nill I, the ineffable thing has tied me to him; tows me with a cable I have no knife to cut.

Alle tragischen Männer gewinnen ihre Größe durch etwas Krankhaftes in ihnen.

though from unavoidable circumstances, considerable of it

E quem chegasse ao caos da boca deste monstro, fosse besta, navio ou pedra, ele engolia incontinente com sua bocarra enorme e fétida, e perecia no abismo sem fundo de seu estômago". PHILLEMON HOLLAND. "A MORAL DE PLUTARCO".

I grow blind; hands! stretch out before me that I may yet grope my way. Is't night? Oars! oars Slope downwards to thy depths, O sea, that ere it be for ever too late, Ahab may slide this last, last time upon his mark; I see: the ship! the ship! Dash on, my men!

Herman Melville

Herman Melville

Herman Melville

Good Lord! is this the road that Jonah went?

Sí, el mundo es un barco en su viaje de ida, y es un viaje sin vuelta, y el púlpito es su proa.

Starbuck, of late I've felt strangely moved to thee; ever since that hour we both saw—thou know'st what, in one another's eyes. But in this matter of the whale, be the front of thy face to me as the palm of this hand—a lipless, unfeatured blank.

Ho, ho! from all your furthest bounds, pour ye now in, ye bold billows of my whole foregone life, and top this one piled comber of my death! Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.

This warp seemed necessity; and here, thought I, with my own hand I ply my own shuttle and weave my own destiny into these unalterable threads.

so better is it to perish in that howling infinite, than be ingloriously dashed upon the lee

man may brag of his science and skill, and however much, in a flattering future, that science and skill may augment; yet for ever and for ever, to the crack of doom, the sea will insult and murder him